Therapy

Too many weeds in the flowers

Too many pills in the pharmacy now

Too many bugs in the shower

There's too much shit in the air we breathe nowThere's too much anger inside me

There's too much scarring when I bleed

There's too much therapy I need

There is no god that I have seenThere's too much doubt in my mom's words

There's too much fear in the way she sees life

I wonder if I'm just like her

I wonder if I can make myself rightYou try to help

You listen well

You cannot change the way I see

Songwriters

SEAN DANIELSON, DEREK GLEDHILL, RYAN MARTINPublished by

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